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Over body-confidence, laundry robbers, the Northumbrian pipes, and a man in white bow ties (Rousse)

Early one morning, before the shops opened, my sister S, my mother and I ran along the Ullapool esplanade. At the far end we stepped on the scales. My sister weighed in at 11 stone five, over two stone heavier … Continue reading

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Exam scripts and snogging in the School office (Rousse)

There were strange goings-on in the School office. Admin staff were marking exam scripts with the authority of (retired) lecturer RK. ‘It’s easy enough to check that the numbers at the end of the calculations are the same as in … Continue reading

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A Tartan Pole (Rousse)

The first person that I came across upstairs at the White House was a sulky half-naked teenage Polish friend of my nephew. I was appalled that she barely greeted me when we passed one another in the upstairs hall. When … Continue reading

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How to get upgraded (Rousse)

I decided to accompany MP through the airport on the trip home from the Caribbean. My temporary partner of choice was wearing suit trousers and a tie, and it was more likely that he would be upgraded than would scruffy … Continue reading

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Unappreciative Christmas guests (Rousse)

The flat was bursting with visitors, the majority of whom were students with nowhere to stay over Christmas. There were two shy Chinese girls and one Chinese boy, a Korean boy sporting a huge mop of jet black hair, a … Continue reading

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Carrot soup success (Rousse)

Our new butler was amazing. I’d only mentioned in passing the night before that I’d like my lunch at 06:30am the next day. At this precise time I awoke to finding him standing at the side of my bed, dressed … Continue reading

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Rousse’s surprise school reunion

This was meant to be a family reunion organised by me. Everyone on the guest list was related either to me or TPR, and I had control of the whole event – or so I thought. When I apprehended my … Continue reading

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